|Tim with Coach. Tim is sitting on the imagine bench and Coach is in a down stay beside him.|
OMG! I can't let this dog poop on Tim's carpet in his office after he just did this nice thing and saved me further embarrassment on all these emails. So I did what evidently comes naturally to me: I put my hand behind Coach's butt and he pooped into it.
What was I thinking? With my other hand I raised up his hind end and said, in a slightly elevated tone of voice, "Tim! Get something!" Forgetting that I carry with me poop bags. I turn my head and all is lost because Coach has already left a big poo at the entrance of the office. ACK!!
Now, you may be wondering what I was doing lifting his butt up in that air like that. And to the uninitiated, it would seem like a foolish thing to do, but it so happens that when HRH Berkeley was in mid pee I grabbed her hind end and she immediately quit peeing. So, here I was, mid-poo, as it were, with a new dog and I thought, "If it worked with one dog, surely it will work with this one." You can see where I am going with this can't you? So I picked up his rear end.
Oh no, brothers and sisters. It did not work! Rather it was like picking up a cannon. A loaded cannon. One you were going to aim and fire, because now I looked and there were THREE more pieces of poo on the floor and they must have SHOT OUT OF HIS BUTT WHILE I WAS HOLDING IT IN THE AIR. I don't know what else could have happened. Holy crap.
Coach is bewildered by all of this. Tim is laughing and talking it all very well and I... I am horrified and frantic.
"Wipes. I need wipes." I finally remember I HAVE poo bags and bag up all the poo. Sweet Kate Manley next door comes running over with wipes and hands me several and I think I actually barked at her for several more. I blame my poo smeared hands! I'm sorry Kate!
I scrubbed the carpet, I threw out the poo. Then I washed my hands over and over again. Back at my office, I left Coach with Jan and rushed back to Tim's office with the diffuser and a fresh pad filled with lavender oil to dispel any remaining poo odor.
Tim was such a good sport. And as other people told me throughout the day, at least it wasn't the headmaster's office!